Like a Good Neighbor
Copyright© 2026 by Rhiannon57
Chapter 6
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 6 - After losing his entire family in a devastating accident, a young man with money, strength, and no direction starts over in a new neighborhood. When he discovers the woman next door is trapped in an abusive marriage, he steps in to protect her and her daughter. What follows is a hard-won story of rescue, healing, chosen family, and building a future from ruin.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual
Shelby and I were extremely careful and were hardly ever seen in public unless it was in front of our respective homes, like neighbors would do. Shelby’s husband, Tim, had been extremely quiet and reserved, which was extremely odd for him. Shelby’s lawyer set up a meeting with Tim and his lawyer as they requested. Shelby attended the meeting and called me as soon as she got back in her vehicle. I could tell she was extremely emotional, so I promised to meet her at a small café close to our homes. I arrived minutes after she did. I saw her sitting alone in the booth at the rear of the café. I joined her and sat directly across from her. She reached over and grabbed my hands, and I could tell she was still upset, the way her hands were shaking.
“What happened, Shelby?” I asked.
“Oh, Jace, I don’t know where to start.” she said nervously.
“Baby, catch your breath and slow down. I’m here for you.” I answered.
“OK, here goes... Oh fuck, I can’t believe him. Anyway, he wants to sell the house and split the proceeds with me. In addition, he will write me a check for one hundred thousand dollars. I can keep my car, which is paid off, but that’s not the unbelievable part.” she whispered.
“So far, it sounds great to me.” I replied.
“In order for that to happen, I must drop all charges against him, but the arrest will still stay on his record. If at any point he does anything to me, then he will be charged at that time. But none of that matters at this point...” she said, bursting into tears and shaking.
“Baby, explain it to me... I don’t understand.” I stammered.
“He wants... Oh God, I can’t... he wants nothing to do with Jennifer. He wants to sign over full custody to me in exchange for no child support or tuition for school.” she said, sobbing.
“He wants nothing to do with her?” I asked, shocked.
“Nope, nothing. How can you want to have nothing to do with your own daughter? What kind of asshole did I marry...” she sobbed.
It took a while for Shelby to calm down before we could discuss what had just happened. Eventually, she did calm down, and we began to discuss what they offered.
“So, what do you want to do going forward, Shelby?”, I asked.
“I am fine with all the money stuff, but how do I explain this to Jen? How do I tell her that her father wants nothing to do with her? Oh, and I forgot this... to get the tuition money, both me and Jen must take a DNA test so he can be sure she is his.” she said, tears rolling down her cheeks again.
“I can’t really answer that question, Shelby. I’m not sure how anyone can just walk away from his child, but maybe in the future, he will change his mind.”, I offered.
“What has that little angel ever done to him?” she cried.
“Baby, I can’t answer that. But what I can tell you is that I will accept Jen as if she is my own child. I will love and support her in any way I can. I will try my best to be the man she deserves to have in her life. I promise you, Shelby.”
“Oh my God...” she cried, getting up and walking around the table.
She sat down next to me and kissed me like her life depended on it, and in some ways, maybe she felt it did. She kissed me over and over, then finally pulled back and looked into my eyes.
“Jace Johnson, I love you.” she whispered.
“I love you too, Shelby.” I replied.
“Yeah, but just remember who said it first.”, she giggled, wiping her eyes.
We left and went home in our own vehicles, and Shelby called me when she got inside her home. I think we must have talked for over two hours on the phone. At the end, Shelby had made a few decisions. First, she was going to talk to her parents and explain to them what had happened at the meeting. Then she was going to talk to Shelby with her parents present and try to explain the situation.
Shelby thought it was best not to mention me at this point because she felt her parents would think it was far too soon for her to be involved with another man. I agreed with Shelby, although I wanted us to be open and honest about what we were doing. In addition, I wanted to spend time with Jennifer and try to start bonding with her. But this was Shelby’s situation, so I had to respect her wishes.
A week later, Shelby contacted her lawyer and agreed to her ex-husband’s proposal. Shelby and Jen took the DNA test as promised and then waited. A month later, the test came back confirming that Tim Phillips was Jennifer’s biological father. He then signed all the paperwork, including turning over full custody of Jen to Shelby.
At that meeting, Shelby was handed a check for one hundred thousand dollars and was asked to vacate the property as soon as possible so it could be put up for sale. To make it look more realistic, Shelby packed some clothes and moved into her parents’ home for the time being. Then, with the help of her parents, she moved the things she wanted into a storage locker not far from my home. The rest, a moving company came and took it to a location that Tim had provided. The house sold quickly, and Shelby received another one hundred and eight thousand dollar check from the realtor. Apparently, her ex-husband had already bought another home and moved in with his secretary. About a month later, the final divorce papers came through, and Shelby was a free woman.
Shelby decided it was time to introduce me to her family at Thanksgiving, which was going to be held at her parents’ home. It would officially be the first time Shelby would introduce me as a person of interest. I must be honest; I was extremely nervous, and the walk up the sidewalk to the front door seemed like an eternity. I rang the bell, and thankfully, a familiar face answered the door.
“Hey Jace, what are you doing here?” Jennifer said, excited.
“Well, your mommy asked me to come have dinner with you.” I replied.
Just about that time, Shelby’s mother came to the door with a smile on her face. She reached out and opened the screen door, allowing me to step in.
“Maw Maw, this is Jace. He lives next to our old house.” Jennifer announced.
“Jace, it is very nice to meet you under much better circumstances. I’m Beth Bartlett... Please come in.” she offered.
“Yes, ma’am, thank you.” I replied.
I followed the two of them to the rear of the home, where another young couple was sitting with Shelby’s father. Maw Maw took me by the arm and led me to them.
“Jace, this is my other daughter, Samantha, and her husband, Brian. And of course, you have met my husband, Ben Bartlett.” she offered.
“Yes, sir, it’s nice to see you again.” I said, shaking his hand.
“Nice to see you again, son. I don’t think I can ever thank you enough for what you did for Shelby.” he stated.
“Um, Dad, I don’t want to be nosey, but what did he do?” Samantha asked.
“Um, I’m not sure I can tell you right now.” Ben replied.
“Yes, Dad, you can tell her. The papers are all signed, Tim Phillips is history.” Shelby remarked, coming in from the kitchen.
“Well, after Tim knocked Shelby to the ground, he uh ... came up behind him and choked him out.” Ben answered.
“Choked him out ... as in that stuff on television?” Sam asked.
“Yes, Jace knows Moo Too.” Jennifer chimed in, causing Shelby to laugh hysterically.
“
It’s Muy Thai, Jennifer.” I said, correcting her.
“Yeah, that...” Jennifer replied, not looking up from her coloring book.
“It was not that big of a thing ... he was extremely drunk.” I answered.
“That may be true, but what if you would have gotten him in the house, Shelby? You know what might have occurred in the state he was in.” Ben stated.
“It’s over, Dad. Now, Mom wants everyone at the table.” Shelby ordered.
We all got up and went into the dining room and sat down to eat. I did not say much and just listened to the current conversation as everyone caught up to what the other was doing. But the inevitable couple of questions that always come up when you first meet someone new, of course, came up.
“Jace, how often do you work out?” Samantha asked, smiling.
“At least six times a week, sometimes seven.” I answered.
“Wow, where do you work?”, she asked, amazed.
“I own the gym.” I replied.
“Oh, well, that makes sense.” she laughed.
“Jace, tell me a little about your family.” Shelby’s dad, Ben, asked.
“Well ... my father was Jim Johnson, and he owned a construction company here in town. My mother was Robin, and I had four sisters. A few years ago, they were coming back from my grandmother’s funeral, and they were killed in an accident with an eighteen-wheeler. The driver was drunk and was sentenced to twenty years in prison.” I answered.
“Oh, Jace, I’m so sorry.” Beth replied.
“Thank you, ma’am.” I responded.
“So, you have no family here?”, Ben asked.
“No, sir, not really. I do have an uncle a bit north from here who is an attorney but not much else.” I answered.
Thankfully, Shelby’s mother was able to steer the conversation away from me and lighten the room up somewhat. After about an hour, the ladies got up and began to clear the table. Ben and his son-in-law, Brian, went back to the living area to watch the football game, leaving me with Jennifer.
“Jen, when are you going to start softball?” I asked.
“This coming summer... I must be five to play.” she replied.
“Well, we need to get started soon.” I answered.
“OK, Jace... Tell me when.” she smiled.
Just about that time, Samantha came back into the room to get the remainder of the dishes. She walked around me, then leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“You’re very good with Jennifer, and I’m happy to see that. By the way, how long have the two of you been fucking?” she asked.